This Plan Will Work
Chapter 1 Getting Some of the Stuff
Ever since Harry and Hermione came back from school, Harry had been living in the Grangers' house but not in the guest bedroom like before. He was staying in Hermione's room under her parents' watchful eye. Everyday they were looking through newspapers, both muggle and magical, for houses because they were going to have to move out sooner or later and they'd rather move out sooner rather than later.
The two of them had been working on wedding plans as well. Hermione was searching for the perfect dress, place; everything had to be just right. Since there was so much to consider they hired a planner to help them with everything.
"Mione, do you like this house?" Harry asked circling a house in the newspaper, The Daily Profit; the house had a caption of three bedrooms, three full baths, and in-ground pool.
"Yeah, let's go to the open house." She put down the bridal magazine and took the newspaper from his hands, "Oh, Harry, it's today!" She put the paper back on the bed and grabbed her shoes from the floor. She grabbed his arm when he was ready and apparated into an alleyway near the house.
"Mione, it's this way." Harry grabbed her hand and started walking down the street towards the house.
"Oh, I like it already!" She sighed looking at the beautiful old light gray Victorian in front of them, "I love that balcony, well let's go in."
They walked up the steps, rang the doorbell, and waited for someone to answer the door. When the elderly women answered, she started to show them around the very old but clean house. As she showed them the rooms in the house, she decided to tell them the history of the house, they learned that it was once a doctor's office and the doctor's home, at the time it was built, then the house was left to her family to use. The house was perfect according to Hermione until they entered the living room.
"Harry, didn't you say you wanted a big fireplace, so that we could have a huge fire and not worry about it?" Hermione nudged him with her elbow
"Yeah, but its ok Mione."
"Sir, are you by any chance, Harry Potter?" The woman asked him
"Er…yes…But how do you know who I am?" Harry asked surprised, he didn't realize he had been flipping through The Daily Profit
"I am a witch, and that fireplace is perfect for Floo, if you were wondering. My late husband couldn't apparate and he used to use it to go to work everyday. I'm starting to miss those green flames every morning." She closed her eyes for a minute and took a deep breath.
Harry and Hermione talked to each other for a few minutes, and decided that they wanted to buy the house; it was the best place they had seen so far. All three people decided on a price in wizarding money. The small fortune Harry had in his Gringotts vault would be able to cover the price of the house. The woman said she would be moving out in about two weeks and they could move in after that. She gave them a stack of papers to fill out. Harry promised the money the day he brought the papers back to her signed. After that, Harry and Hermione went back to Hermione's house and up to her room and Harry started to fill out the paperwork.
"Ya, know I didn't expect to find a house so soon." Hermione picked up her magazine, opening it "Third house we looked at and it's perfect." She started to flip through the magazine again, a giddy smile on her face, "Harry, what do you think of this dress?" She handed him the magazine. The dress would be best described as a long white gown, which flared out at the hips a little, and it was strapless.
"Er… I'm not a dress expert but it's nice." He handed her the magazine back.
"MUM!" Hermione got up off her bed and ran down the stairs into the living room where her mother was watching a soap opera. "Mum, I found the perfect dress!"
"Well let's go to Kevin's shop then." Her mother chirped, pulling the girl out the door and into her car.
Is it just me or is my mom more excited about the wedding then Harry and I are? Hermione thought as her mother drove over to the store. The whole way Hermione was watching the directions. When they got there, they went inside and started talking to a salesperson. As they were talking to the girl, a tall balding man ran over to them and he put his hand on Hermione's mom's back.
"Emma, dear, are you getting your vows…" Kevin was cut off.
"No, Kev, my daughter, Hermione is getting married." Emma smiled, gesturing toward Hermione.
"You?" He asked surprised, "You're so young."
"Well, I grew up faster then I expected to." She smiled on the outside, but she thought of all the battles she was in or helped Harry and Ron with, and sighed. Way to fast.
"So well what's his name?" He started taking her measurements while she reminisced.
"His name is Harry Potter, and he's always there for me when I need him and… ya know." Her speech trailed off in to a faint mumbling.
"So when is the wedding scheduled for?" He smiled writing her measurements down on a notepad.
"We are trying to get Halloween, but if we can't we want the weekend before September first."
"Why Halloween, it's the night demons walk the earth, or so I've heard." He chuckled.
"It's the day we, Me, Harry, and Ron, became friends. And September first is when we first met and started dating. Different years though." Hermione gave a very short explanation as he walked over to a rack of dresses that was right behind her.
"Ah… I understand. What kind of dress, poofy or strait cut?"
"Well I don't want my wedding dress to match my hair. Strait cut, strapless, and a slight v-neck."
"V-neck? Your father is going to kill you."
"Mum, if I didn't die in school…" She whispered as Kevin walked back over to them holding a beautiful white gown.
"Here's the dress, no straps and v-neck. Do you want to try it on?" He handed her the dress and pointed to a small curtain, "Hermione it does flair out a little but it will look absolutely beautiful on you."
"Sure." She held the embroidered silk dress in her hands and walked over to the curtain. She went behind it, changed from her muggle street clothes to the beautiful wedding dress, and looked at herself in the mirror. She pulled back the curtain again and stepped back out to show her mom. "Mum it fits. It's just a little long, but that can be easily altered, right?" She glanced at Kevin.
"Yeah, I can tak…" He abruptly stopped when a cell phone rang with a bell chime
"Mum, that's the church, give me my phone please." Hermione put her hand out and her mother gave her the phone very quickly. She answered the call "Hello?…Halloween…Yes that's perfect…That's true…Thank you…Good bye." She ended the call and dialed her house number and ended up getting the machine, "Harry, answer the phone, its Hermione, the church called…"
"Hi, sorry I didn't get to the phone right away. I was in the bathroom." Harry explained.
"Never mind that. Harry we are getting married on Halloween." She squealed and blew him a kiss over the phone.
"Seriously?" He asked, as she heard something drop to the floor.
"Yeah, why would I joke about something as big as this?"
"Well at school that whole huge 'Hermione's pregnant' thing I can't believe I fell for some thing like that. I thought I was better then that."
"Oh shut up that was hilarious." She laughed, "See you later." She ended the call, "Sorry I had to tell him."
"Oh we all understand." Kevin smiled, "Now stand up on that platform for me."
"Ok." Hermione stepped up onto a platform near the dressing rooms. Kevin started to pin the dress up to an appropriate length so that Hermione could walk and not trip over the hem of the dress. When he was done, Hermione was told to go change carefully and bring the dress out to him, she did, and before they left Hermione gave Kevin a hug and a thank you. Hermione and her mother drove back to their house without the dress because the hem on the dress still had to be stitched up.
A few days later Hermione's family was having their traditional family party. At the party Hermione was planning on announcing the engagement to everybody.
"Harry it's really casual, relax." Hermione said drying her hair. "Just wear jeans and a shirt."
"Mione it's all too big except for my wizarding stuff."
"Hm... Okay wears your school pants and gave me your school shirt."
"Why?"
"Just give it to me."
"No."
"You'll look like a waiter, if you wear a white shirt."
"Fine." He said and handed her the shirt. She transfigured it to a red shirt. "Oh, thanks."
"The spell wears off in two days." Hermione shut off the blow dryer. "Harry hand me my gold skirt and black tank top and the gray and gold shirt and my gold shoes it's on the bed."
"You're gunna be shiny." He picked up the items
"So what?" He handed her the clothes and started to change.
"Mione where is this?"
"My uncle's house in the northern mountains." She pulled her skirt and tank-top on
"Oh."
"It is not that far from Hogsmeade. His electronics are always a little wonky."
"Wow."
"You ready?" She asked as she pulled her shoes on.
"I just have to put my shoes on." Harry replied.
"Okay I'm going downstairs." Hermione said as she opened the door.
"Alright."
Two hours later, the three Grangers and Harry got out of the car and walked up two flights of stairs to find an entire feast on a picnic table and about 25 people milling around outside. Dan got up there and called for Pete, his best friend.
"Hermione, what if your family hates me?" Harry asked.
"They won't, don't be silly."
"You sure? There sure are a lot of them." Harry looked around 25 people was a lot of people.
"Yeah. Just try to avoid Samantha and Jackie." Hermione sighed.
"Why?"
"They are like Lavender and Parvati."
"Gossip twins." Harry whispered.
"Hermione!" Called a woman's voice.
"Hi Aunt Elaine." Hermione hugged the woman.
"Hi sweetie, and who is this?"
"Aunt Elaine this is Harry. Harry this is my Aunt Elaine."
"It is nice to meet you." Harry said as the woman's eyes darted up to his scar.
"You too, dear. How did that happen?" Aunt Elaine asked referring to his scar.
"A car crash, my parents died, I lived." He gulped.
"Oh my gosh, I'm sorry." She patted his shoulder
"It is okay." Harry shrugged glanced at Hermione.
Aunt Elaine turned towards Hermione "Sweetie where did your mother go?"
"Uh... She's standing with Aunt Emily." Hermione looked around for her mother.
"Thanks."
"Your welcome"
"Mione, why is no one eating?" Harry looked around at the untouched table full of food and all the people
"We're waiting for Aunt Patty, lives in the states. She's a bit like Tonks, actually." She said as she noticed a car driving on the wrong side of the road, the right as opposed to the left. "And that's her!" Hermione laughed
"I think Pat is here!" Dan called to the family.
The car that was driving on the wrong side of the road took about two minutes to park and the driver took another minute to walk up the two flights of stairs.
"Hi everyone!" She called when she made it up the stairs.
"Hm... do I know you?" She said to Harry.
"No Aunt Patty, you don't know him." Hermione said
"My name is Harry." Harry extended his hand to shake Patty's hand.
"Well, I guess you figured out I'm Patty so it's nice to meet you." Patty shook Harry's hand.
"Aunt Patty, how was the flight over?" Hermione asked.
"Cramped seats but it was alright. The prospect of seeing my family was enough to get me through it." She hugged her niece
"Well, that sounded interesting." Hermione smiled.
"Oh what's that on your hand there missy?" Aunt Patty smirked.
Hermione blushed, "A ring, my engagement ring." She said looking at Harry. "I guess you must have figured out that its Harry here. Please don't tell anyone, I want to announce it and surprised everyone all at once."
"Alright. Where did she meet you?"
"On the train to school; looking for a toad." He laughed to himself.
"Looking for a toad?" Patty asked confused.
"A classmate's pet." Harry laughed, "Poor Trevor."
"We became friends two months later." Hermione started to laugh.
"That sounds like an interesting start to a friendship." Patty turned from the teens and addressed the crowd, "Are we all going to eat are not?"
"Dig in guys!" A male's voice screamed.
"Who was that?" Harry asked.
"Kevin the little one." Hermione said, bringing Harry over to the line for the food.
"The little one?" He quirked an eyebrow.
"There are two Kevins, the older and younger." She handed him a plate, "Just do this like a buffet."
"Okay." Harry said as he watched the family pile food on their paper plates.
Twenty minutes later, everyone was munching on food and Harry had been introduced to almost everyone. Aunt Emily, Aunt Cathy, Aunt Hanna, Uncle Anthony, Uncle Ernie, Kevin (both), Angelica, Jackie, Samantha, Alicia, Natalie, Uncle Pete, Grandma, Grandpa, Uncle Brian, Aunt Susan, Jennifer, Jonathan, Victoria. In the twenty minutes, that Harry with meeting everyone Hermione kept her left hand in her pocket. After awhile, someone came running up the stairs screaming "Hello."
"Oh no." Hermione groaned, "Harry before he gets up here, this is Nick. I've known him since I was born. So please be nice to him. And FYI, he knows about magic."
"Okay." Harry nodded as Nick ran up behind them.
"Were you talking about me dear?" Nick poked Hermione in the side.
"Nick, this is Harry." Hermione smiled poked him back, "Nick, I was just telling him who you are."
"No you weren't." Nick tried to mock her
"Oh, yes, I was." Hermione smiled, "Why don't you go say hi mum. She misses her cute widdle Nicky."
"Oh don't mess with me." He put his hand on his hips
"No it's, you shouldn't mess with me." Hermione smirked, "Gilbdy Mimblety." She said dramatically.
"Yeah, yeah yeah. I get it." Nick said a walking away, "Oh by the way Herm, nice ring."
"Nick, I swear, if you tell anyone..."
"You'll kill me, I know, I know." Nick said.
"No, I won't kill you, just maim and torture are you." Hermione called out
"What the hell was that?" Harry asked
"Nick is like an older brother to me. His mum was an alcoholic and died from overdrinking a few years ago. I never met her; my parents would always take care of him." Hermione said, smiling, "Harry, don't worry about it."
"Alright." Harry said, "So Mione, when you want to tell your family about us and you know?"
"No better time than the present." She stood on the table, "Can I please have everyone undivided attention for just a moment?"
"HERMIONE JANE! JUST WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?!" Emma screamed across the backyard at her daughter.
"Mum, please! Everyone just please!" Hermione yelled, "Now that everyone here has met Harry. And everyone has told me that you like him. Let me tell you something about him."
"Hermione, please, no." He begged.
"Harry is a great guy, and I love him. It's not that 'oh I love him, he's so cute' teenager crush thing. This, what Harry and I have, is real love and nothing anyone can say or do is going to change that." Hermione looked at Harry. "The main reason that I am standing on the table, scared to death of how high I am, is because I wanted to tell all of you that at the end of my last school year, Harry proposed me and I said yes." She got off the table with some help from Harry and sat back down.
After her speech, there was a stunned silence, followed by an uproar of disapproval, just because they were so young. In all the loud screaming issuing from her family members, Hermione suggested to Harry that they take a walk toward Hogsmeade to let the family cool down a bit.
They made their way down the stairs and stood in the empty roadway. Hermione looked down the hill that they drove the car up and Harry glanced down the other side of the hill.
"So Mione, which way is Hogsmeade?"
"The opposite way we came up here."
"Do you want to walk or apparate?"
"Walk for a bit, I guess."
"Alright." Harry said and took her hand, "Your family is a bit scary."
"They didn't take the news all that well." Hermione shrugged, as they saw the shrieking shack appear in the distance.
"Wow, its close. Do you want to apparate to the clearing?"
"Yeah."
In the village of Hogsmeade, they walked down the Main road. When Hermione came up with an idea to pass a little bit of time. "Let's go over to the three broomsticks."
"And bring some firewhiskey back to the party right?" Harry looked hopeful.
"No but we can go to Honeydukes and bring something back from there."
"Treacle tart?" Harry smiled.
Hermione laughed, he loved when he smiled, "Maybe, Harry, maybe." She gave him a kiss
They grasped each other's hands, and slowly meandered their way over to the three broomsticks. They were happy that the street was always noisy so that a private conversation couldn't be overheard at. When they stepped inside of the three broomsticks, they found a table near the door. Harry ordered their 'usual' which was a Butterbeer.
"Mione, have you gotten anywhere on the bridesmaids' dresses?" Harry asked as he placed in her drink in front of her.
"Are you kidding?" She took a sip from her drink. "I only thought of the color. What I do know, is that they won't be ugly."
"Well that's good. Ginny will be happy."
"Yeah, but I'll be happier." He smiled and kissed him on the lips. The door to the pub opened and a gigantic man stepped through the doorway.
"Hiya, Harry 'n' Hermione." Called the man who had just stepped through the door.
"Hello, Hagrid." They both said, gesturing for him to sit down at the table.
He sat down across from the two teens before him, "So what brings the two of you here?"
"Escaping the criticisms of her family." Harry answered
"They don't fully approve of the engagement." Hermione looked down at her hands. "We are too young I guess." Harry put one of his hands on top of hers
"No you two aren't." Hagrid said as Madame Rosmerta came over to their table to take Hagrid's order. Hagrid told Madame Rosmerta his order, and she walked away to go get it.
"To them we are." Hermione stated. "But you know what? I don't care because they can't tell me how to live my life anymore." Hermione's eyes lit up and I came to a realization.
Hagrid, Hermione, and Harry sat in The Three Broomsticks until they had finished their drinks. Harry and Hermione eventually left the pub and went to Honeydukes in order to pick up a desert for the family. They grabbed an interesting looking pack of a decorated brownies 'each sprinkle sparks in your mouth' and some treacle tart they also got a few bars of normal Honeydukes chocolate just to bring home.
Hermione and Harry apparated to where they disapparated from earlier and they walked back towards her uncle's house. They climbed the stairs and announce that they were back from their walk.
"Where did you go?" Hermione's oldest cousin demanded.
"To a village, a few miles from here. Harry and I got some desert there for everyone." Hermione took the Honeydukes bag from Harry's hands and placed it on the table. She opened the box with brownies in it.
"Wow, those look really good." Hermione's cousin mumbled.
"Listen, everyone. Harry and I understand that we are young, but as I said earlier we are in love. Nothing can or will change that fact. Now either accept the fact that I'm getting married in October or surprised when you get the invitation. The choice is yours to make." Hermione said family, and they walked over to chairs and sat down.
Harry and Hermione lost track of the time it took for Hermione family to come over to them, most of them did. The members of the family that had come over apologized for freaking out and congratulated them on the engagement.
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OK I know it's rushed but I swear this story will be more fluffy then the last and longer. I'm probably including their second date and more. Parties, planning, and panicking to come. Next Chapter involves an evil Daily Profit and questioning.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter! (I wish I did though)
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